I know a man called Time,
He walks non-sop to settle his never ending job.
He ticks and tocks but he never croaks,
He twirls and swirls over the clock.
Everyday I meet this man called Time,
He will leave everything behind,
Never give a damn and hand
To everyone left behind time.
Forever I respect this man called Time.
He creeps into the day with eager
And leaves at night in such a manner.
This is the story about Mr. Time...